i was a cloudni was a cloud looking down;nyour frantic waving did not provoke feeling.nnbut this little onensteady your wings, now, sparrowni remembered himnsteady your wings, now, sparrownnand in the dark,nfrom the sea marbled and moon-blueninto the burning eye of the sunnwithout feelingnnmy end was imminentnsteady your course now, sparrownbut i remembered himnfear for your home life, sparrownfear for your home life.